Trees quiver in the wind, sailing on a sea of mistout of earshot.

Your cravings as a human animal do not become a prayer just because it is God whom you ask to attend to them.

The light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that *I* exist.

Better than other people.' Sometimes he says: 'That, at least, you are.' But more often: 'Why should you be? Either you are what you can be, or you are not - like other people.

You wake from dreams of doom and--for a moment--you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love's calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn.

Like the bee, we distill poison from honey for our self-defense--what happens to the bee if it uses its sting is well known.

Acts of violence-- Whether on a large or a small scale, the bitter paradox: the meaningfulness of death--and the meaninglessness of killing.

He is one of those who has had the wilderness for a pillow, and called a star his brother. Alone. But loneliness can be a communion.

Humility before the flower at the timber line is the gate which gives access to the path up the open fell.

This accidentalmeeting of possibilitiescalls itself I.I ask: what am I doing here?And, at once, this Ibecomes unreal.

His moral lectureblazed with hate.What could have driven a child that far?

The only people that can't handle the truth are those that suffer so much anxiety that they will live in denial, in order to prevent their illusion from being destroyed and feeling more anxiety.

Doves oppose war on the grounds that the risks exceed the gains. War with Iraq could be very costly, possibly degenerating into urban warfare.

Every great and deep difficulty bears in itself its own solution. It forces us to change our thinking in order to find it.

The greatest failure in life is the failure to participate in life.

Only let the moving waters calm down, and the sun and moon will be reflected on the surface of your being.

Misfortune is never invited. And it comes and sits at the table without permission and it eats, leaving nothing but bones.

I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.

A shy failure is nobler than an immodest success.

You know that feeling you get when your leg falls asleep? Well, I suddenly had that feeling in my spine. Like termites were chewing through the marrow in my backbone.

Grammar is the logic of speech, even as logic is the grammar of reason.